The liaison sergeant from the camp on the south shore of the port of Bavler was immediately stunned by the tragic scene before him when he entered the camp on the north shore. Riding his horse slowly through the devastated camp, all he saw were burned tents, long-dead French sergeants, and various long-handled weapons scattered all over the place.

"Who could have done this? Why did no one know about this battle before it happened? The liaison sergeant sat on his horse and thought about these questions. When he found the bodies of several local residents near the stables south of the camp, he was even more surprised by the battle. The liaison sergeant did not make too many stops, and immediately turned his horse's head and galloped away to the south bank.

At this time, there were suddenly a few "bangs!" on the water surface of the port. There was a loud bang, and several warships carrying artillery and gunpowder exploded violently on the water. The flames produced by the explosion of gunpowder are as dazzling as a volcano erupting from the bottom of the sea. The bow and stern of several French ships that had been blown in two stood high above the sea like reefs at sea, and gradually, gradually, gradually sank into the sea.

At this time, the panicked townspeople stood on the edge of the harbor and were overwhelmed by the burning ships in the harbor. The only way they could think of was to risk their lives in small fishing boats and ferries to rescue the sailors, sergeants, and gunners who had jumped into the water. For a time, the remote and quiet port town was full of chaos.

Most of the ships that didn't burn were like thousands of horses crossing a single-plank bridge, pushing and grabbing the way out of the harbor. The roar of the captain, the shouts of the sailors, and the occasional explosions intertwined, cutting through the glassy sky. However, the surviving French ships and their crews did not realize the danger of escaping the harbor. Either way, all the captains and crew thought they would be safe after escaping the hellish harbor.

The sergeant in charge of liaison galloped back to the camp on the north shore on his horse, and immediately reported to his captain what he had seen. The two captains, already bewildered by the chaos of the harbor, don't know what to do. They tried to rescue the burning ships and the overboard, but found that they and the large number of sergeants on land could do nothing. And the killing and burning of the camp on the North Shore made it even more difficult for him to see the truth behind the fog.

The two captains could not imagine the connection between the burning ship and the attacked North Shore camp. However, there is no denying that the people who attacked the North Shore camp were definitely their enemies. Spaniard? Englishman? The captains were reluctant to think about which kingdom had sent troops to attack the camp. Now, he just wants to find out all the enemies hidden in the dark and avenge the dead of his colleagues.

The two captains, dressed in armor and armed with swords, stood in the open space with countless tents, looking at the 189 sergeants in full gear with great seriousness. Then one of the captains shouted: "Brothers, all this must have been done by our enemies. So, if you want to restore the town and port to its original peace, the only way to do so is to find your enemies and kill them. ”

"Captain, who did that?" A sergeant standing in front of him, looking a little older, spoke loudly.

"Unfortunately, I don't know who did it." The captain frowned, and said in a loud voice, "Whoever did it, we must expel them from His Majesty's land." If they don't leave, we'll kill them all, and there's not one left! ”

"Let's go!" At the captain's command, the troops on the south bank quickly advanced along the road near the harbor towards the towns on the north bank.

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At this time, dozens of Englishmen hiding in the courtyard of the church on the north shore were waiting for news of the royal fleet while preparing for a battle with the French. The Duke of Richmond's bodyguard, Fast looked at Lady Ripley, and said with great seriousness, "Your Excellency, perhaps the French on the south bank will not find us. ”

Baroness Isabelle Walton glanced at the battle-ready sergeants in the cellar, and then instructed Baldwin, the guard beside her, "Let the others assemble in the courtyard." ”

After Baldwin left, she looked at Fast again and said, "Even if we don't find us, we probably won't be able to leave here until the naval battle is over." ”

"Sergeant, is there anything else you'd like to say?" Isabel said as she looked at the sergeants present.

"Kill the French, go back to England!" A middle-aged sergeant, barely educated, spoke everyone's mind in simple words.

Later, Isabel and Baldwin, riding French horses, led 50 shipboard sergeants out of the church, walked through the fields behind the town and made a detour to the French camp on the south bank. By this time, the French troops on the south bank had already reached the town along the road on the pier. Since they did not know where the attackers were hiding in the North Shore camp, they intended to search for any suspicious persons, starting with the houses of the residents near the North Shore camp.

When Baroness Ripley's raiding team reached the back of the North Shore camp, they suddenly spotted a large number of French troops with weapons and torches in their hands. The baroness ordered the team to stop immediately and hide in the fields and meadows. He also jumped off his horse and hid near the camp on the north bank with Baldwin in his hand, observing the movements of the French army.

Baldwin's eyes were fixed on the torches and sergeants moving around in the night, and he whispered to the baroness beside him, "Your Excellency, are these the French soldiers on the South Bank?" ”

Isabel looked at the large number of resident houses to the south of the camp and nodded, "Maybe." The French troops were fast, perhaps coming from near the docks. ”

Fast on the side smiled lightly, "That's not bad, at least we don't have to go around their backs to attack them." ”

"Your Excellency, what now? I think these Frenchmen are probably searching us everywhere. Baldwin said that he felt that the scattered French army would not be easy to deal with.

"Kill one by one before the French discover us." Isabel gave such an order.

When Isabel made her decision, the crowd seemed to hear the rumbling of cannon from the sea. With a smile on her face, she whispered to the people beside her, "Listen, this must be the sound of the fleet's artillery." ”

"God above, the French fleet is coming to an end." Fast said excitedly.

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